The sun. [volume] (Morris, Stevens County, Minn.) 1882-1895, 1887-06-09
The Old Sleigh.
"Lizabeth!"
Coming"


to any queen of the poultry yard
WELL alters said that hen was
thankful for past mercies. though your
father would laugh every time | said SO.
Liddy Steven has jest been here; she
wanted to see you. but you was gone
+, long thought you must be down to
Ms Pencils"
Yes, met her as she came through
the yard"
..She didn't tell you the news, did
she?'
''She told me viii Marston had re-
turned from California."
lit does beat all bout that boy
seems jest like the piece O. poetry you
read sometimes about the Teller that
went off and stayed so many years
and then come back and took his
mother out o the the poor house-only
it's the father this time. The very
worst of the deacon's SIX it called
him. and that's jest what Will was
then l never believed he had any
thing to do with that scrape down to
the village. Liddy says he's terribly
rich. and is going to take care of his
father; the deacon must be glad, for l
guess he's stayed with Caleb most as
long as he can comfortably. They say
he's going to marry Sam Miller S
darter Ruth. You sec VIII en- Bob Mil
Ter went out there for his health Will
found him out and done little kind
nesSes for him. and when he was too
sick to write home Will wrote for him.
Part o the time Sam was sick his self
so Ruth answered the letters, and he
fell in love with her in that way There
didn't anybody but the deacon and the
Mlllers know he was coming. Sam
drove down tothe depot and carried
him up to Caleb's. Guess they
was some surprised to see him.
There is no knowing how long Mrs.
Allen would have gone on, her tongue
keeping time to the busy click clack of
her needles. had not Mr.. Aliens step,
sounded on the walk.
'Lizabeth never talked much, and the
mother did not mind her silence to-
night A slight culver about the SEN
Sative mouth alone told how keenly the
words were felt, and the sigh of relief
which escabed at the welcome sound of
her fathers voice was lost in the noise
made as he entered, stamping the snow
from his boots.
"Why. father, does it snow? l ben
so busy talking l haint thought to look
out of the window for some time"
Yes, It's begun to come down right
smart; shouldn't wonder if it was good
sleighing by tomorrow.
You don't think it's going to be a
long storm?''
Mrs. Aliens face had an anxious ex-
preston as she asked the question, for
long storm meant days of exile for
her.
mo, sh'll be surprised if it don't
clear up by tomorrow noon-so's Liz
abeth and can take ride to the viii
lage; that'll be treat won't it dar-
ter?' and the smile that lighted up his
daughters face pleased him better than
any answer could have done.
Guess I'll get the old sleigh out. Ben
Smart's ben down to the city, and he
says he saw lots jest like it; it's five
years since l sent Jim to the village
for the new one, and It's never been
out since. I'm glad it's coming into
fashion again, for never enjoyed my
self complete in the new one-always
felt little above my station" and
Farmer Aliens laugh rang through the
sitting-room at the fitness of his re-
mark.
''Well, 'Lizabeth. you get supper on
the table, and TIL tell father the news
while he warns his feet. He's ben
down to the wood lot all the afternoon
and haln't heard nothing of the strange
things that has been happening up
here"
Having arranged things to her salts
faction, the stocking Mrs. Allen had
dropped on the enterance of her hus-
band continued to grow under her deft
fingers, while the news lost none of its
interest with repetition.
That night, after 'Lizabeth had taken
her candle and said good night, Mr..
Allen sat for some time looking at the
fire, then suddenly broke out:
Mother. don't you think 'Lizabeth
looks kind O. peaked lately? Then she
don't seem to eat as much as usual"
''There, father, you're always fret
ting bout that girl. don't know
what you'd done if you'd had six like
your brother Jonathan.
Il didn't know but the news about
Will might affect her some. You know
they used to think so much of each
other"
"Massy. father! that was years and
years ago. when they were children.
'Lizabeth's too sensible girl to let a
Teller like Will Marston disturb her.
When he stopped writing to her. she
gave him up. She's worked hard to-
day, and a good nights rest will bring
her round"
There seemed nothing more to be
said. SO he took light and proceeded
to make everything safe for the night,
but long after his good wife was asleep,
he lay awake thinking of the pale face
his daughter had lifted for the good
night kiss
Elizabeth was not likely to get the
strength her mother thought from a
nights rest. Until the first rays. Of
morning lighted up the east she lay
thinking of the old days. and liv.
ing them over again. She could moi
remember the time when she and Will
had not seemed to belong to each 9th.
er. When they were children he had
drawn her to and from school on his
clad coyod bor Tho 1orroc% bo1f ~ his